Chapter 1758

"Wow! Boss is going to write Fu? That's classical Chinese!"

Seeing the title written by Lin Feng, Murong Hui couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Fu is a kind of problem in ancient times, but it is much more difficult for us to write composition than now. People without certain knowledge of ancient prose cannot write it. Moreover, Fu is like a long poem. It is catchy to read, and the article is particularly unique Gorgeous..."

Ye Baiwei watched from the side, and couldn't help but marvel, "I didn't expect that the boss can even write Fu in ancient Chinese. I'm really looking forward to seeing what kind of general Fu the boss can write?"

"Has Smelly Lin Feng started to show off his literary talents again? But it is true, when he was in the college entrance examination, he got full marks with his "Gong Fu Fu". At this time, he will write another "General Fu", saying Maybe it's what the ghost general wanted to see..."

Xiao Nishang pouted, remembering that Lin Feng had written poems for Qin Yanran and Xu Minjing, but he hadn't written anything for himself, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

The other people also showed a look of shock, because the spirit and state of Lin Feng holding the brush now is much more authentic than the actor's make-up in the costume TV series, and it is also more authentic than Murong Hui's posture just now. It looks much better. Standing there with a brush in hand is completely bookish.

As for the current Lin Feng, he wanted to write an "Ode to the General" about General Yuan, and he kept replaying the scenes and pictures in the mural in his mind, integrating his thoughts and feelings into it. in.

Pick up the pen and write!

"Cang Yan temple hair shoulder armor, killing with anger, flying hooves."

After writing the first sentence, everyone saw a pale-haired old general full of strength, galloping on the battlefield on a white horse, roaring, no one dared to fight.

"Good literary talent!"

After seeing the first sentence, Li Kai couldn't help crying.

Others also nodded one after another. Just this one sentence is enough to see that Lin Feng's ancient prose skills are extraordinary. Even, even the entire extremely cold place couldn't help shivering a little. It was General Yuan who saw the words written by Lin Feng.

"The extremely cold place has responded, Lin Feng, hurry up...continue writing!"

Feeling this, Xiao Nishang was also inexplicably surprised, and immediately said to Lin Feng.

"good!"

After writing the first sentence, Lin Feng closed his eyes again and concentrated on the scene of General Yuan's life in his mind. Then he closed his eyes, picked up his pen and continued to write:

"Golden Ge is ruthless. He has drunk the blood of hundreds of generals. He gallops with whips and whips. He is full of pride and shouts loudly. Why? White hair at the temples!"

Seeing this second sentence, everyone couldn't help being moved. They seem to have seen a veteran's tragic life, born for the battlefield, aged for the battlefield, and finally died for the battlefield.

The heroic spirit of galloping on the battlefield, and the golden weapon in his hand, I don't know how many necks of enemy generals have been cut off. But after all, when I get old, my temples are already pale.

Before everyone had time to express their emotions, Lin Feng could no longer restrain the emotions accumulated in his heart. He closed his eyes and continued to write down freely:

"Tidal flats and Gobi, ruins and broken tiles, the most eye-catching, some old clothes and broken armor. Rusty mottled, leaning against the wind and roaring. More like that, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are choking!"

When writing about the hundreds of thousands of soldiers choking and mourning, everyone's heart couldn't help shaking again, the tip of their noses became sour, and tears were about to fall.

awful!

It's too awful!

Look at the mural at the back, the tragic battlefield, after the great battle, countless corpses and battle armor remain, and how many sons and daughters throw their corpses on the battlefield, and finally they can only let the north wind blow by, and no one remembers their names anymore.

Buzz buzz!

There was a burst of humming in the entire extremely cold place, as if it was also shaken by what Lin Feng wrote.

"Facing the enemy in the north, remonstrating in the rear. Facing the enemy and fighting thousands of generals, it is rare to meet a prince who is loyal and admonished. A strong man dies with a passion. The prince loses his will, and the country has no peace.

The dynasty was in disarray. I bitterly hate the current old age, if I go back to the past, even if I sacrifice my life, I will break it with the power of a sword! "

In one breath, Lin Feng wrote another long paragraph, almost expressing the helplessness and grievance of a generation of famous generals in one breath.

How sad and powerless is it for a general who has lost his power and fighting power to hate old age, lose his ambition, and lose his dynasty?

If it was when he was young and vigorous, even if he was risking the world's disobedience, he would have to raise the sword in his hand and break through with a single blow, cutting off all the rebellious officials and thieves with a single blow, in order to be able to fight. give up!

By the time this was written, everyone was silent, and they couldn't help but fell into the mood of mourning and complaining for the general. It seemed that those grievances were all suffered by him, as if every flesh and blood in his body was being cut by a knife.

Boom boom boom...

The solid ice in this extremely cold place began to slowly shatter and melt. Everything around was no longer cold. There seemed to be a sound of whimpering and crying in the air, and then it suddenly turned into a cry. The sound of howling up to the sky.

"It's done! Lin Feng, this "Ode to the General" you wrote successfully moved General Yuan and wrote it into his heart..."

Seeing this, Xiao Nishang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and exclaimed in surprise.

"It's almost..."

The surrounding ice had already begun to melt, but the brush in Lin Feng's hand hadn't stopped yet. He paused for a moment, then slowed down, and continued to write slowly stroke by stroke:

"Sorrowful rivers and mountains, thousands of miles of beauty, poor and beautiful women!"

Boom!

When the last sentence of this finishing touch was written, the entire extremely cold place exploded completely, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and everyone suddenly felt that the ground under their feet seemed to be rising, and there was a dazzling white light around them.

When they were able to see everything around them again, they were pleasantly surprised to find that they had returned to the ground, and everything had returned to normal, without the slightest illusion, and there were those unfinished buildings next to them.

"I... we came out? We really came out!"

Seeing this, Murong Hui jumped up and down with joy.

"Yes, the boss's article "Ode to the General" completely moved that ghost general, and he released us all..." Li Kai also breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged his girlfriend Chen Wenli tightly He said, "Wen Li! We are out, this is a dream, I will never, never be separated from you again..."

"Great! Lin Feng, I didn't expect your writing to be so good, it almost made me cry."

Smiling, just when Xiao Nishang was about to praise Lin Feng, he suddenly found that not far ahead, the ghost general in iron armor appeared again...

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